"We are so going to ace this test," Berry smirked, and closed his text book.

"Yeah, but a little studying won't kill us…" Melody sighed; trying her best to keep up with all the letters.

Berry was Melody's friend. Best friend. And boyfriend. No, his name really wasn't Berry, but it was a code name. Why choose Berry? A fruit? Because he thought Kira was a joke. Berry had a better chance of getting attacked by 50 flying sharks with loaded missiles then getting killed by Kira. So everywhere he went, he smiled, shook peoples hand firmly, and gave them a dead staring glare while saying 'Hi, I'm Berry.'

He only kept the code name for Melody, who insisted plenty of times to be careful of Kira. Although Berry thought it was silly, Melody had always taken full precaution because she had seen the work of Kira threw her other friends. Berry meant the world to her, and no one, absolutely no one was going to hurt him because of her.

"Wait! You know what subject I need help in?!" Berry yelled, throwing his hands in the air, the textbook falling out of his lap.

"Huh?" Melody stared blankly at him, wondering why he started yelling.

"Your lips," Berry grinned, and waked towards her, kissing her ever so softly.

"Ah, that subject is quite the hard one." Melody laughed; while Berry was on top of her.

"You know what is way harder then your lips though?"

"What?"

"The button on your pants…how could I ever pass that if I don't study?" He gave a small pout, looking at Melody with big eyes.

Melody opened the button for him, giving him the most innocent look she could come up with.

"I think you can pass on that one," Melody giggled, and the night continued on from there, doing Kami knows what.

Melody was a college student, only 19 years of age. She loved to live her life; have fun, and stay out late. Although she does sound like your normal teenage girl in college, she was far from it. She had no parental guardians; as she grew up in Whammy's house. Yes, the whammy's house. She wasn't smart like Mello and Near but she definitely was up there. Her attention span for studying was quite short, and Melody found no interest in following the path of her friends. She wanted to be normal and live her life like a teenager, not join an agency or work hard on cases. Honestly, all she wanted was to be something simple like a veterinarian, or a lawyer. Although she wanted to carve a path different from her friends, there was something in her that couldn't let go of one person.

She worked in the mafia with Mello, her part time job if you'd like to call it.

Mello to her, was her boyfriend. Now let's not get all upset and point fingers, as she was just with this 'Berry' fellow.

But Mello wasn't really her boyfriend. Sure, they had sex and she worked for him, but he wasn't really the definition of Boyfriend. Melody loved Mello with everything she had, the fast lifestyle, the wild sex, the drinking and cigarette smoking and doing crazy jobs, while being a college student was fun beyond words. But to Melody, the definition of boyfriend was a guy who got you flowers, candy, nice dates, and teddy bears.

Mello was none of the above. Mello had no problem disregarding her for one his whores of the night, and definitely had a problem calling Melody his girlfriend.

Of course this upset Melody greatly, but she had simply ignored it and had given up in defeat that Mello would never change, it was who he was. She always wished she could fuse them both together to create the perfect, most sweet, bad-ass boyfriend. But life could never be that easy…

Melody had always slept in Berry's house, he had his own apartment that was apart of the college. He was on very good terms with everyone, so no one ever gave him a problem when Melody crashed or stayed there.

Her head was placed on his buff chest, he was amazingly built and was considered one of the hottest pieces of ass at their school. He comfort was soon ruined when she heard her phone buzzing and ringing.

"Ugh…" She groggily woke up, rubbing her eyes, and leaned over Berry. The night table was on his side of the bed. Clasping the phone tightly to her hand, she opened it, and threw herself on the pillow.

"Yo…?"

"I need you here." Melody groaned, not even a good morning?

"Dude it's like, what, 8 in the morning?"

"It's 11. And yes, I need you now."

"Ugh ok, ok, man. I'll be there in 45 minutes or so."

"Bye."

Mello hung up, and so did Melody. She got off the bed, scanning the room for extra clothes, when Berry grabbed her arm.

"Where you going?" Berry turned over on his side, his eyes still half closed, but he had a strong grip on her.

"Work love! They need me at the coffee shop," She kissed his cheek and she felt him smile.

Nope, Berry didn't know about the mafia. If he did, he'd kill her before she had the chance to explain. But it's like, she wasn't really in the mafia. She just worked for Mello. Yeah, that sounded better. Although if she said that too, he'd kill her. Any explanation that Melody could possible give to Berry would end up her death. Her lame excuse of working in a coffee shop everyday had been going on for months now.

Melody didn't feel too bad about lying about where she worked, because she actually did work in a coffee shop! She just lied about the hours a lot more, but at least there was some truth to it, right?

"Ok. Call me later, remember, test starts at 6." He smiled and let go, getting comfortable in the bed once again.

"Agh, fuck. Damn test. All right babe I'll call you later," She bent down, kissing his mouth softly, then made a face of digust. "Ewww!"

"Ahh what's wrong babe?" He opened his eyes again, giving her the 'let me sleep' look

"Your breath smells so bad!" Berry laughed, grabbing her arm and throwing her on the bed again. He pinned her down and put his mouth right on her nose.

"Tell me you love me!"

Melody gagged, she hated morning breath.

"Oh my god Berry, stop! I can't!" He began breathing on her, pinning her down so hard that she had no escape. He was laughing, and so was she, as she began trying to wrestle him.

"Okay, okay I love you!" She said between fits of giggles. Berry grinned and threw her off the bed. He always manhandled her, simply because he was 6'2 and she was 4'11. Yes she was extremely short, and he was extremely buff, but Berry loved playing around with her and throwing her around.

"Ow Berry!"

"Oh shut up and go to work," He dived under the covers, laying on his stomach.

Melody rolled her eyes and scanned the covers, until she found his butt. She smacked it has hard as she could, then ran into the bathroom before Berry had a chance to recuperate and get her back

She laughed widely as she knew how much he hated that, and she laughed harder when she locked the door as she heard Berry run and pound on the bathroom door.

They both laughed and yelled I love you, as Melody sighed to herself.

Time for work…

So, basically, I have to flirt with this guy?" Melody was sitting next to Mello on his couch at his hideout, getting all the detail she could.

"Yes. Matt said he usually leaves at 12, and then goes to his strip club that he owns. I need him alone to talk to him.

"Talk to him?" Melody laughed "Yeah, ok. But won't his little gang people be following him?"

"Yes, he's always being followed and always has someone with him , but he'll call them off once he sees you."

Mello bit his chocolate bar. God, that's so hot. Melody never understood how chocolate could be so seductive and sexy, she'd seen Berry eat chocolate before and it wasn't the same! It was a power that Mello had, a chocolate eating gift that no other man possessed…

Mello had passed her an outfit, beige heels and a skirt with a leather jacket.

"Oh god Mello, how do I look wearing this at 12:30?"

"Like a beautiful girl who's ready to fuck," He grinned, grabbing her hair and kissing her harshly. He bit her neck which caused a loud moan from Melody. He whispered in her ear, putting his hands on her jean zipper and pulling it up and down.

"You're wearing that tonight when you see me," Melody smirked, already envisioning the night that was ahead of them.

She got up to change, when Mello pushed her back down and began taking her shirt off.

"Mello…stop…we have to go…" She moaned as Mello was biting her collarbone and worked his way down.

"Mello," she felt him lick her breast, biting her nipple and unbuttoning her pants.

Mello's libido was always running, and Melody never had a say when or where he was going to fuck her.

But Melody loved it, she loved every bit of it, and Mello knew by the way she screamed and moaned his name, by the way she didn't try to stop him. Melody was Mello's, and he smirked at the thought. She was his property, territory, and she never will have a say in it. She was his...

Melody entered the strip club, which was really empty at the time, since it was only 2.

Melody absolutely hated heels! They were walking death traps, and it took her awhile to actually get used to walking in them. Her long blonde hair was slightly passed her boobs, she looked playful and sexy all at the same time.

She flipped her hair, walked in, and noticed everyone stare. About 3 guys on the couch, 1 in the bar, and two girls next to the couch.

Mello said he had short hair that was always gelled up, deep black eyes, a tattoo on his wrist, big buffy guy, wears sunglasses like, everyday. And hey, guess who that was on the couch? Yup, him. She walked over, making the loudest noise with her heels possible, to attract even more attention.

She sat down next to him, smiling behind her sunglasses,

"Excuse me, I'm a bit lost…" her sunglasses slid down, as he looked at her up and down.

He laughed, a toothy grin.

"Well I can help you find your way," All his friends were laughing now.

"You're really buff…" Melody looked amazed by his arms, and touched one with her small hands.

"Oh, really? You want a good time, babe?"

"I don't know, I just need some directions…do you know how-,"

"Do you want a good fucking time or not?!" He was serious, and Melody got scared and taken back. This is what Mello wanted though, so she slightly gulped.

"Yes…I can't even lie, you're just so-,"

"Then let's get the fuck outta here. A lady like you deserves a good fucking at a nicer place." He got up, grabbing her arms harshly. His buddies glanced worriedly.

"Um, boss…you going alone?"

"Erick, you know what to do…if anything. You're not planning anything, huh you little-," He looked her up and down again.

Melody took a deep breath and decided to cut the innocent role.

"Listen man, I've been dying to get laid for a fucking while. Last guy I was with had such a small dick I couldn't bare to continue. I know you won't let me down babe…" Her hand found itself on his pants, which made him laugh so hard that Melody got scared.

"You're not escaping me today sweetheart. Name is Paul, you'll need it for later.

They both walked out, getting into his car, and while he started the ignition, Melody continued looking at him. The best part about his car…it was bugged. A little video camera on the windshield. We can thank Matt for that, our beloved breaking and entering red haired friend. So, right now, he was watching everything. And Matt should be on the phone with Mello, telling him everything. Melody was able to breathe easy, everything was going according to plan.

Paul looked at her up and down again as he began to drive out the strip club's parking lot.

"Oh how I love fucking tiny girls," He laughed

"Oh, how I love fucking strong handsome boys like you!" Melody played along, having a hint of sarcasm in her voice. He was far from handsome…

Melody's phone began ringing and buzzing.

"What the fuck is that?" He asked, making a left on the rode.

"My phone…" She looked for the phone in her purse, then looked at the caller.

Berry.